I’m trying to figure out my current status in life right now. I haven’t written anything in days for myself, which is bad. Usually, my words come by themselves, whenever my emotions are sufficiently heightened. And my emotions usually don’t take a lot to be stimulated. I can usually find someone or something to rant about, but not…oh wait 🙂
There are people who are naturally born bitches. And they are good at it. And I admire them for it. I can be a pretty good bitch myself if forced to rise to the occasion. And I can pretty much hold my own.
But then again, there are the wannabe bitches. Those who think they are, but really, just are not. They smirk, and look at you with expressions in their eyes trying to let you know just what they think about you, and it all comes across as…pathetic really.
There is a way to achieve your superior bitchiness over others. And one important aspect to that is judging the reaction of those upon whom you bestow it. If you can’t do that, and misread polite aversion of the eyes lest one breaks out into uncontrollable laughter as cowering in front of your supposed supremacy…well then.
Another mistake wannabe bitches make is supposing that inconveniencing others (whether justifiably, or not – yes, bitches can be gracious) is just another sign of their bitch-worthiness. It’s not, not if it isn’t done right. And if it is justifiable, and you try to turn it into something it is not, well, that’s just grasping really.
I guess, like lots of things, being a bitch is a natural thing. Either you got it, or you don’t. And if you don’t, and you try to act like you have it, then you lay yourself open to the real bitches to write blogs about you.
Yeah, I’m feeling bitchy today. I’m probably going to delete this entry sometime in the future. But for now, I think I’ll let the world know.
Disjoint Wisdom 